Living Your Fantasies 2

Be Careful What You Ask For
Copyright Deni Wom and Lieza Kominski 2005

His work day took forever to pass. At times he was certain it was already 5 o'clock, but his watch still said 9:30! "God, will this work day ever end?" he wondered.

Several times he invented a reason to visit the floor below, just to look at the man he had selected, . . . . perhaps “seduced” was the right word. Every time he snuck to the sheltering corner and peered around it, he had to slip quickly into the rest room to hide his turgid tumescence. He could not stop his hand from seductively coddling himself as he fantasized about the coming evening. But each time he would refuse to bring himself to fruition, knowing he only had so many “in him”, and he wanted all of them to be experienced at just the right time. He wanted to literally burst forth his issue when he could no longer stand to hold-it any longer. After ten years of fantasies, he was determined not to ruin this long awaited evening.



After her shower, she dressed as if she were to be picked up by her betrothed lover. Her carefully made up face, her fussed over hair, her clothing, all were selected to enhance that crucial first appearance.

She took the time to clean her ring so that it would sparkle on her left hand as she lay there. She rearranged the lighting just-so, so that at that crucial moment, her ring would be sparkling brightly like the prefect diamond it was.

She heard two cars pull up, then her husband talking to a deep voiced man. Nervously, she settled into the love seat to wait for the events to unfold.


“Sweetheart, this is Tyrone, the man I told you about. . . . . Tyrone, this is Lieza, my wife.”

Lieza stood, then shook the tall well built man’s hand softly, smiling at him, looking directly in to his eyes.

“You have a lovely wife, Jimmy!” Tyrone stepped back, smiled, then suddenly his face clouded over like the stern warnings of a stormy gale.

He stepped to her, grabbed her upper arm, then stared menacingly at Jimmy. “Get the fuck in the corner white boy! Git over there and stick your damn nose in that corner so tight I can’t even see you ears! NOW! Git!”

Jimmy was so taken aback by the huge man’s sudden change in demeanor that he stood there gawking open mouthed at the man as a huge black hand began to pull his small wife toward the stair way. Jimmy was frozen, unable to move.

Tyrone’s mammoth hand grabbed Jimmy’s shoulder, spinning him around and simultaneously shoving him rudely into the corner. Jimmy lost his balance, causing him to end up sliding into the corner on his behind.

“I catch you out of that corner before I tell you to come out I will kick your ass from here to Sunday! You hear me white-bread?”

“Y-y-y-y-y-yes Sir!” Jimmy feared he was going to soil his underwear. What had happened here? Tyrone was such a nice person at work! Jimmy’s heart was gong a million miles a minute. He realized he was shaking like a leaf in an autumn gale, he was so frightened. ‘Oh my god, what have I gotten Lieza into? Oh God, he is going to hurt her! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!”

Jimmy started to turn to walk out of the corner to rescue his wife. He found himself slammed back into the corner, his cheeks pressed tightly against both walls.

He could feel Tyrone’s breath on his neck as Tyrone stood immediately behind, towering over him, talking barely above a whisper. “Look white-bread, you are the one that wants me here. YOU invited ME to come here and fuck your white wife with my big black cock, remember?” Jimmy nodded his head vigorously. “OK then, white-bread, I never told you YOU were going to be in there with me, now did I?" Jimmy frantically shook his head. “Alrighty then! As of now, YOUR bedroom has become MY bedroom. Now stay the fuck out of it while I fuck that pretty little white wife of yours.” Tyrone snickered. Then he added “White boy, your wife is trying black meat this evening. After she tires my black meat, she ain’t never coming back to your little white prick! You just watch and see little white boy!” Tyrone snickered again.

Jimmy could hear Tyrone guiding his wife up the stairs to their bedroom.

‘My god, that man is 250 pounds of pure muscle, there is no way I can do anything to protect Lieza!’ Jimmy crossed his legs to try and control his fear-induced diarrhea. He heard their bedroom door slam shut. It sounded like the end of his marriage to him.



Lieza turned to Tyrone, wrapping her arms around his well muscled neck, smiling at him, looking lovingly into his face.

“God baby, it has been soooo long.” Their mouths caressed each other with a familiarity of long time lovers.

“Already been a month sweet pea. Seems like a year, doesn’t it?” And then they were too busy too talk.



Naked, on her back, and holding him lovingly, she giggled, “Honey, we really should feed Jimmy's fantasy, don’t you think?”

Tyrone chuckled and replied, “Yeah, your right, go ahead and scream!” They both giggled again.


Lieza thought for a moment, then screamed “OHHHH GOD NO!!!!!!!!!! NOT BARE-BACK! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! PUT ON A CONDOM! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE PUT ON A CONDOM! I AM FERTILE TODAY!”

Lieza guided his cock to her love canal, her heels urging Tyrone to enter her. Then she whispered “Open the door a bit so I don’t have to scream so loud honey.” Tyrone reached over and drew the door ajar.

“Ohhhh god, so fucking huge, oh god , oh god, HE IS SPLITTING ME OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!”

Again she pulled with her heels to urge Tyrone’s manhood to penetrate her. With slight difficulty, Tyrone’s black penis slid slowly into her body, traveling deeper and deeper onto her womb.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” OF FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD! OH MY GOD! OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT! OH GOD he is so huge! Oh my god he is tearing me!”

After Tyrone had finally penetrated her to her limit, he began to slowly and lovingly fill and empty her grasping wetness.

“OOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOOOD he is going to cum in me! Oh god! Oh God, oh god!” Lieza began to lose control of her words as Tyrone pleasured her beyond any capacity of her husband. His thickness, his depth inside her, this was utter bliss.

Between gasps, Lieza, whispering, urged Tyrone to join her game of teasing her husband. Tyrone finally grinned and shouted “You hold still you fucking cunt! Hold that lil white pussy still so’s I can fuck it full ma black meat! You hold still now, I be goin ta fuck you full of black man’s cum, make a little black baby in ya for your white bread husband ta raise! Ya hear me now? I goin make ya pregnant with my lil black baby now!”

Lieza shrieked back “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Don’t cum in me! OH PLEASE SIR, PLEASE DON”T CUM IN ME!”

Tyrone fired back “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH GOD! I be so close to cummin inside your little white pussy! OH GOD! I be going to fertilize your lil white puss way down deep inside y’all now, right next a your lil cervix hole! Goin ta force feed that little womb a yours with my black sperm! Dat what I be going ta do! I goin force feed your little baby maker now!”



Jimmy decided he had to help his wife, even if it meant he would be badly hurt. He loved her too much to let this black brute hurt her like this. He worked hard to formulate a plan. Tip toeing around quietly, he found his riding crop, then snuck up the stairs, one stealthy tread at a time.



Jimmy’s wife had by now clearly begun to enjoy her black lover's prick. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhh ohhhhhhh god, oh god, oh god, this feels so good! OH god, oh god, yes! YES! YESSSSSSSSSSS! Oh god cum in me, cum in my cunt, shoot your black cum in my cunt! OHHHH fuck yes, OH GOD YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh god make me pregnant with your black baby, cum inside my body!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh god, please breed me black, please baby! Oh god, your cock feels so good so deep, so fucking oh god shit oh fuck piss oh god fuck, yes cum in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”



Jimmy heard his wife explode into the most incredible orgasm of her life.

Listening intently to his wife's gasps, mewls, and mutterings, Jimmy then heard Tyrone start to cum inside his wife’s fertile vagina. It seemed like the big man came for ten minutes as Jimmy stood there, mesmerized, on the top landing of the stair, too petrified to go closer!

Finally he could not stand it. Jimmy burst through the door, crop raised. The first thing he noticed was the brilliant sparkle of his wife’s wedding ring. Her hand was draped languidly, unmoving, over her lover's dark back, the ring facing directly at him. He stood there like a statue, captured by the sight of her ring, the symbol of her fidelity.



Tyrone glared at Jimmy as the poor befuddled white man stood there staring at his wife’s sparkling wedding ring. She was still panting from her stupendous orgasm she had had with another man, right there on their marital bed. Her eyes turned to Jimmy as she began to plead with him “Honey he came inside me! I couldn’t stop him from cumming inside me! Please baby, come lick his cummies out of my pussy! Lick them out before they make me pregnant baby! Please? Please baby?”

Tyrone lazily rolled over to the side of Jimmy’s wife, his long black cock draped over his wife’s white thigh. Sperm was still seeping from his cum hole.

But that was all it took. Jimmy dropped the riding crop on the bed then plunged face first into his wife’s fertile vagina, licking as deep as he could to rid her of this infestation of black cum. He did not even notice the sperm that began to coat his cheek as his face feverishly worked against the flaccid black cock head while he licked cum from within his wife’s hugely opened vagina. He barely felt the stings of the slap-slap-slap of the riding crop on his raised bum as Tyrone urged him on with his new husbandly duties between his wife’s lewdly spread, well pleasured thighs.